Becs Is Sick

What was it? The imminent arrival of Yentl? The sudden introduction of fiber into my diet? (Blueberries - who knew?) Cream for my coffee that's going sour?

Whatever it was had me fleeing Unnamed Co before noon today. If I was a cat, my ears would have been laying flat back on my head.

I stopped to pick up cat food and while the check-out girl was fumbling with my "I am a member" card, I had a sudden impulse to jump up and down like Gene Wilder in "The Producers" and hysterically scream, "I need my blue blanky! Gimme my blanky! My blanky!"

And then at Push'n'Pay, where I stopped for some tummy-soothing Kozy Shack, I was met with tubs and tubs of chocolate pudding and tapioca pudding and P&P's own brand, which is most definitely not Kozy Shack - or buying the "Party Pack" of Kozy Shack Rice Pudding in the convenient four pound package.

I came home, soothed myself with an outrageous amount of rice pudding (yes, there is some left....for now), found my blue blanky, put a tape of "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire" in the old cassette player, fell down on the couch and fell asleep.

I think I need to do it again. Now.